I am an overly dedicated employee. If they need someone to work a weekend, they just assume I will...and I do. If an area is messed up, my boss sends me and I straighten it out. If a new guy needs guidance, they eventually send him to me.
So the last few years, I've been frustraed because we've been understaffed during the busy season, and worked like dogs. So this year, we were bought out, and a whole crop of newbies have emerged.
And in our area, of the five new people we've hired, I think 3 will work out, one will get fired, and the other will do just enough to stay. And of the three decent ones, the one will go back to school.
So 40% of our new guys will work out. And sadly, thats not too bad a percentage.
So in the last two weeks,d one guy with experience quit. We knew he would, he got hired by the railroad, good money. We hired two guys to replace him. Thats better than most years. I got transferred to work his area, because in theory, there are things that I am certified to do, and the new guys can't, and its just easier that way. It's a great area, and for a week and a half, I was living the high life.
Unfortunately for me, the two guys they hired to fill in the void of my transfer, aren't productive enough, so I was transferred back, and one of them was sent down. They also informed me I'd have to go down there on occasion to do the locates they're not certified for. That is what I found out Monday.
I also found out the one new guy who isn't going to make it, his dad died over the weekend. Don't get me wrong, I have compassion. But he's been going over our boss' head, and telling them a story about how our boss doesn't care, and is insisting that we're all mad at him, and that he's being forced to work.
I've gone thru two deaths in my family, and my boss bent over backwards to make sure I had the time off. He attended both wakes, and sent flowers out of his pocket, not the company's. This guy needs the boot, but my boss is a good guy, and wants to hash things out with him.
Yesterday, another guy got in an accident. A drunken lady drove thru a country intersection and he hit her, she was at fault. Luckily, by his own admission, he wasnt hurt but an abrasion on his arm. He did go to the hospital, and the doctor insisted he take pain meds, because the air bag got him. So he can't work for a few days. So he'll be out til Monday I bet.
What the hell is wrong with people. You are given an opportunity to make a decent wage, because we do make decent money, and yet you piss it away by pettiness. You look for reasons not to work. You make trouble where there isn't any.
I don't get it. I was raised to respect the fact that they hired my dumb ass, so you show them the respect back by working hard and giving them the best effort you have.
But we have a bunch of people who are always crying about one thing or another. We go to work when we want within reason. We have very little supervision. We go home when our work is done, or have the option to work ahead and get overtime. Our boss is very lenient when it comes to day off's.
Yet they cry, cry about stupid shit. And our HR guy is afraid of paying unemplont, so we keep the malcontents forever.
Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe I'm too dedicated. I'm 40 years old, and worked as many hours as someone who is 47 if they worked 40 hours a week in my life. Sadly, I figured it out. I've missed out on some personal things because of work. My first wife said I worked too(It did give her the opportunity to date freely though). Some days, it's just depressing and disgusting when I see how people treat their opportunities.
That is my rant for today, read this every week, I'll feel same way. Damn my good upbringing.
